Arrogant Worms The Wong`s Chinese Buffet Lyrics

Wong`s Chinese Buffet Lyrics

I'm feeling hungry, empty tummy, and i want to make it full

 So i spend the day at wong's buffet and i eat till i explode

 

 There's sixty types of oriental delights, i gotta have them all

 Chicken wings and onion rings, and sweet and sour balls

 

 At wong's, come and sail with me

 At wong's, on the sea of gluttony

 At wong's, eat until it hurts

 But don't forget there's pudding for dessert

 

 The chicken's tough, the noodles are rough

 And the chow mein's three days old

 But it's quantity not quality that has got my soul

 

 So fill that plate, no mistake, there's no holding back

 I won't stop until i got a packed digestive tract

 

 A wong's, no meal is a loss

 At wong's covered in red sauce

 At wong's, everything is battered

 And what's inside doesn't even matter

 

 Stop! ooooohhhhh. second plate! huh! third plate! oh.

 Fourth plate. ooooohh. dessert. uuuuuuugg.

 Fortune cookie. i ate the fortune.

 

 I try to leave, i want to heave, my whole body hurts

 Can barely stand, i tell you man, i got my money's worth

 

 If i get the time i'm going to go to china

 And eat at their ancient buffets

 But i'm wonderin', how they stay so thin

 Eating like this every day

 

 At wong's, give chopsticks a try

 At wong's, to pick up your french fry

 At wong's, you know i'm coming back

 Eating here's worth the heart attack

 Wong's chinese buffet